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why is life like this?
2012-09-28

I have often wished that you were a girl. Things would be so much easier this way. We could spend as much time together as we wanted, we could party together and do nothing together and drink together and watch movies and laugh together and roll together and there would be nothing weird about it. i could stay at your house when i was having moving complications and not feel awkward or intrusive. things would never get complicated and we wouldn't have to worry about the stupid attraction thing. we would know we were friends for life.

our friendship wouldn't always be threatened of falling out of its delicate balance. we wouldn't have to worry and just be free to do what we want and spend as much time together as we wanted, and be as close as we wanted. we could still go out every weekend and look at and talk to other people and other friends and know that we would never lose each other.

I hate what has happened. I want to spend all my free time with you but i want to not like you, because i know that is a dead end. i know that only ends in hurt. it always brings up the question you ask me and i have no answer for. why is life like this?

i want it to be platonic because that way we won't get hurt and can be friends as long as we want to be. but that will never happen because we are so attracted to each other, even thoughw e both know we could never work.

i knew our friendship was ruined when you signed your email "un abrazo." from the man that signs most emails or texts "100 besos chica bella" or at the very least, one. you have always been so open and affectionate and that was part of what i loved about you, because it was so oppiste of me. to have you put something so cold and platonic broke my heart.

I want to go back and everything to return the way it was before we started hooking up. but i know that i can't do that. and i know when i go back, we probably won't even see eachother. and that breaks my heart even more.

i miss you already. i wish i knew how you felt, and even i did, it wouldn't matter. we are better as friends. as much as it hurts to admit.

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